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Sketch XIV

by Rachel Bennett

Maybe squinting truths, like the sun,
Will someday be eclipsed by comfort.
Or maybe they will continue to glare,
Slicing mirrors into useless white.

11/07/2009

Posted on 11/07/2009
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